Readers and Writers - the road less travelled

Part VI

Gros, Spain, 2017

Robert Frost wrote the poem in 1915. The poem speaks to decisions made, and the roads that we travel in life. I like to think that I have taken the road less travelled and that my worldview has been shaped by that choice. I will never know, but, I am good with that.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

I read somewhere, a long time ago, that I come from a country where 94% of the population die within 13 kilometers of where they were born. I have taken a different path. A path less travelled.

Those who have followed along will recognize where this Post is going. It is of course another round of Readers and Writers from my dive into an ever growing hoard of black and white negatives.

Round 6. Ding!

I hope you enjoy them.

Paris, France, 2017

Canterbury, 2024

Paris, 2018

Morocco, 2013

Torino, 2023

Venice, 2013

Alicante, 2024

Bath, 2023

Paris, 2013

Cairo, 2009

Munich, 2024

San Sebastian, 2021

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Until next time………